The first day back at school.
I was all prepared for this.
My bag was packed the night before, I was in bed by 10am and full of energy and ideas for the new term ahead.
And then I cut myslef shaving.
I was on a tight turn around with ten minutes before I had to leg it for the train.
Some cotton wool was bodged on to the side of my face. I looked an absolute FOOL with the other commuters tbh.
The plan was to allow the train to take the strain and soak up the mess by the time I reached LS.
I gave it as long as possible.
I crossed on the newly resurfaced Ldn Bridge – something of a dream to now ride on a Brompton.
I approached SE17 and the Walworth Road.
The moment of shaving mishap truth came on some S Ldn back street.
I removed the cotton wool and waited.
My phone confirmed that the red sea of blood had run dry.
I made a few jokes about the incident with some long term friends at the school. They assured me that they would point out if the bleeding started again.
Trust me – the kids would have been a lot quicker on RED ALERT.
It was a decent day in SE17. I had the usual requests to snap classes of 30+ kids that always come around this time of the year.
The Staff Noticeboard was also in need of updating.
*some* teachers can be very protective over their image rights.
I recorded a short piece of audio with the new Year 6 students. This was the first time using the Anchor app rather than bloody audioboo.
The content was fine. The process was a little long. Unlike audioboo you can’t save as a draft. This is important as I often record one clip of audio in a school, and then need to start a new recording straight away.
Tagging will KILL the modern interweb.
I showed the management team the brief promo video for the school that I’ve been putting together over the summer months.
A work in progress…
I managed to escape at a reasonable hour.
Out went the shout of:
“To the Lido!”
I have been AWOl down at Lake Brockwell for three weeks. This will all change over the coming weeks.
The water has dropped down to below twenty degrees. We have another five to go before I start to think abour the ritual of rubber hats.
I cycled back through Brixton and on to the flat.
In Wormery News: we finally have a bloody wormery in Sunny Stockwell. Organising delivery companies in S Lnd can be a little testing.
A brief LIDL run, and then the rest of Thursday was spent editing and publishing school content.
Let’s do it all again tomorrow.
But not the shaving mishap.